Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Despite Luan Feng's reluctance, Wan Feng still had to leave. On January 5th, Wan Feng officially left Wa and set off for Longjiang.

The business of electronic watches and tape recorders was left to Luan Feng to take care of in the future, and Wan Feng set off easily.

Luan Feng, Jiang Min, Hao Qing and Zhang Xian kept sending Wanfeng to the passenger terminal.

Xia Qiulong took his brother to see Wanfeng off at the passenger terminal.

"Brother Xia, this year is not a peaceful year. Listen to what I say. Don't do anything out of the ordinary this year, especially things related to criminal matters. You must stay away. We will talk more about it when I come back in July." This was the only reminder Wan Feng left to Xia Qiulong when he left.

However, the crackdown will not start until August 25, and it will not be too late for Wan Feng to come back and tell them.

Wan Feng couldn't bear to look at Luan Feng with red eyes, so when he got in the car, he hardened his heart and didn't look back. He didn't look back silently until the car drove far away...

Then came the endless journey. After passing through Changchun, he got off the car and went to Sanchahe to take a look at his investment projects.

The foundation and surrounding walls of the Huajiao have been built, and the three houses at the entrance of the Huajiao have also been built. The younger brother of Tengfei lives in this house at night.

Because it will not be used this winter, the flower cellar has only the surrounding wind wall and no shed surface.

There is a separation wall every five meters in the flower cellar, separating the entire flower cellar into six areas. Tomorrow winter these separated areas will be covered by glass.

Thousands of varieties of Clivia are grown inside.

The performance of the Teng family made him very satisfied. It seems that the Teng family is fairly reliable.

Now that the foundation has been laid and the master who grows flowers has been hired with a high salary, he will wait for the beginning of spring to cultivate flower seedlings.

The delay here made Wanfeng's journey one day longer. After he left Wa on January 5th, it was only on the 9th that he set foot on the land of the 42nd company.

When the bus stopped at Dalinzi Station, it was already around 3 pm on January 9.

After the winter solstice, the day is the shortest, and Xiaohan is only over on the 9th, and it is not far from dark after three o'clock in the afternoon.

The crunching snow was stepped on under the feet, and the eyes were all silvery white.

Although a group of people got out of the car, Wan Feng found that there were no people in the 42nd company. After walking through the south court of the Dalinzi Brigade, he was the only one left on the road to walk alone.

Wan Feng carried only a deflated backpack with only a few sets of clothes inside.

When you walked to the carpenter's shop, you reached the boundary of the forty-two company.

Under the vast sky, the mountain village seemed lonely and lonely, and the wind ran arbitrarily on the street. There was no shadow of a person in the empty street, and patches of snow and fog were swept up from time to time.

Wan Feng wrapped his thick ski shirt tightly, and kept his head in a cotton hat as much as possible. When the cold wind was blowing on his face, he turned around and used his back to resist the raging cold wind.

Because of the short days, the custom here is that many people eat two meals, one meal at dawn at 8 o'clock in the morning, and the second meal at dark around 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

Wan Jun ran out with a touch of his mouth after eating. In winter, the children here often play wrestling and snowball fights in the snow at night.

He rushed out to play and hurriedly pushed the door and ran out. As soon as he went out, he ran into a person.

"Mom! My brother is back." A few seconds later, Wanjia made an excited voice.

With this voice, it was like setting off a firecracker in the house, and Wanjia immediately fell into a state of chaos.

"Why did you come back suddenly? You didn't even have a letter? You came back alone, how about Xiao Feng'er?"

After Wan Feng took off the cotton hat on his head, his mother had already asked several questions.

"What's the use of writing a letter, it doesn’t necessarily go faster than me. Maybe I haven’t come home yet, so I didn’t write a letter. I won’t leave when I came back this time. Of course Luan Feng did not come , I have to send it back when she comes."

It makes sense.

"That's the same thing, just because the table hasn't been cleaned up yet, let's eat."

Wan Feng took off the cotton-padded jacket and ate on the kang.

Wan Fang thought that there was something delicious in Wanfeng's backpack, so she grabbed the backpack and opened it and found that there were only a few sets of clothes in it.

"I want something delicious."

"No, buy it yourself." Wan Feng threw out a ten-yuan ticket.

Wan Fang grabbed it in his hand, and a star appeared in his eyes.

Wan Feng threw another one to his brother.

"Brother! Let's steal dumplings after dinner?"

Stealing dumplings, now start to make frozen dumplings?

As soon as it enters the twelfth lunar month, every family here starts to make frozen dumplings, one sack to one sack.

Making so many dumplings is to save trouble when eating.

Otherwise, the lazier people are, the more lazy people are. There is nothing to do in Maodong, and it is too lazy to not even cook.

"Brother will not go today, and will steal dumplings tomorrow night."

"Then I'm going out, I'll steal the dumplings later, let's cook them and eat them."

Wan Jun ran out in a hurry.

"When will our family make frozen dumplings this year?"

"In two days, our family will not be in a hurry."

Wan Feng chatted with his parents on the Kang, and when he talked about the TV show, he went to the cabin to write to Luan Feng.

The small kang in the hut was burning hot, and Wan Feng lay on the kang to write a letter.

Dear Di Fenger:

I arrived home in peace. It has been a few days since I parted. As the saying goes, one day is like three autumns. I miss you very much. I can’t remember what you look like even if I miss you...

Wan Feng hadn't forgotten in the letter and still had a quiet moment~www.NovelMTL.com~ I have to write a letter in the next five days, which is a rather disturbing thing.

After writing the letter, Wan Feng yawned, and a wave of sleepiness flooded in.

It seems that I am going to sleep hard tonight, to release the fatigue of the journey these days.

Wan Feng took off his clothes and went to sleep under the covers.

He slept until the next morning, and he didn't know when his brother came back last night.

Before Wanfeng got up in the morning, Jin Xingbin, Zhong Yixiang and others ran to Wanfeng's home with a deflated football under his arm and asked Wanfeng to play football.

Longjiang is not a sports-developed province, and probably there are no other projects that can be achieved in the country except for the ice and snow projects.

Football is even more deserted. Not only is there not a few decent teams in the future, but even the masses are not.

However, football has become an emerging sport at forty-two. The reason should be attributed to the World Cup Asia-Pacific qualifiers at the end of August 1st.

At that time, there were a few games of the Chinese team broadcasted on TV, because when the TV is just a set of programs to broadcast the ball game, you can watch something else if you don't watch it.

At that time, many children learned about football and loved the sport only by watching these games.

Strictly speaking, Wanfeng also liked football from this time.

It's just that their football is too broken!

I don't know where they got such a broken football, because the air leaked and it was not enough to play. It was so flat and cracked, and he made a puff sound on his foot.

If two people kick the ball at the same time, the football will change its shape.

How to play football that is not round?

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